Mischa’s next target was his most difficult out of the three so far. Metodi Spasov had gone out of the public eye for quite a bit, but Mischa lured him in, offering a one on one training session with Calum Von Moger. The day that Metodi was coming, Mischa trained the bodybuilder on what to do.

“You are to work out with until he wants to stop. You will not go nude or pantless, but shirtless is fine. Do not push Metodi too hard. When you two are finished, sent him into my office.” 

“Yes, Master. I will do all of that.”

“Oh, and speak normally!”

“You got it, sir!” Mischa retreated to his office and turned on the gym cameras. Metodi arrived a few minutes later, and the two bodybuilders walked downstairs. Metodi was still as jacked as ever, his t-shirt nearly breaking from his gigantic pecs and biceps. The two began to work out, and neither held back. Only a few minutes in, the shirts came off, and that caused the intensity to pick up. 

After finishing up an intense circuit, Metodi called it a day.

“Good job, man. My trainer wants to see you in his office. He’s just through that door.”

“What for?”

“He owns this fucking sweet gym, and part of the deal of living upstairs is I need to bring in clients from time to time. Will you join?”

“Fuck yeah I will!” Metodi got up and made his way to Mischa’s office. Calum watched as it was quickly shut, which was his trigger to revert back to his new normal state. He stripped completely nude and went back into the bedroom area, where Tim was. In Mischa’s office, he wasted no time hypnotizing Metodi, having his eyes ready for quite a while.

“I want you to lie down and relax. Close your eyes, and listen to my voice. You are getting sleepy. You enjoy the sound of my voice. You want to listen to my voice. You want to obey my voice. Celeb, I will now count backwards from 5. When I reach 1, you will be completely under my control, and open your eyes.
"5, you are starting to go under.
"4, you’re getting deeper.
"3, I control you now.
"2, no one else matters but me.
"1, I am your master.”

Mischa always laughed when the men slumped down on command, but he had some real work to do. 

“Metodi, stand up and take off your bottoms.”

“Yes, Master.” Metodi did so, and revealed that those gains weren’t all natural. He was the first micropenis Mischa, or any hypnotherapist, had seen yet. 

“Oh. Metodi, you are to remain nude in this house unless I tell you otherwise. You will follow the rules your fellow bodybuilders have set for themselves. Anything I say, you will do without question.”

“Yes, Master, I will do all of that.” Metodi left, which meant Mischa could get on the phone with Chris.

“Hey, Mischa. What’s up?”

“We have a situation on our hands. Metodi has a micropenis.”

“Are you sure it’s not a grower?”

“Chris, it was half a fucking ball long, flaccid. I’ll pay you my entire Celebworld cut if it was true.”

“I see. I wonder if Trevor has come up with a solution to that yet. Why don’t you give him a call?”

“On it!” Mischa hung up the phone and dialed Trevor’s number.

“What’s up, man? Is there an issue?”

“There is. Metodi is needed for the next fantasy, and he has a micropenis. And before you fucking ask, it’s not a grower.”

“I see. I think my team of scientists have a solution for that.”

“You have a team of fucking scientists?”

“Mischa, when your Swiss bank account asks you to leave because you have too much money stored there, you can afford a team of fucking scientists.”

“So, what’s the plan?”

“Chris will do the Celebworld script, and then I’ll inject him once he touches down on the island.”

“Great. Thank you so much, Trev!”

“No big deal. Money truly does solve any problem,” Trevor noted as he hung up. Mischa put down his phone and worked out the logistics of sending one of his men to Chris. 


Mischa @mctf21 was much more excited today, as Calum Von Moger was coming in to be hypnotized today. It was actually a bit easier than he expected. Calum’s acting wasn’t too good in the new movie, Bigger, and so he wanted a place to work out out of the public eye for a little bit. Mischa’s gym allowed him to do just that. Tim was commanded to stay in his room, and Mischa made sure the gym itself wasn’t too rank. 

Calum and Mischa had fun working out together. Calum was more reticent to take his shirt off than his previous counterpart, but he was still quite sweaty once they finished.

“Hey, you have a shower here as well?”

“Yeah, I do. Let me show you.” Unlike Tim, Calum pretty much needed a shower after his workout, and Mischa couldn’t get him out of it. However, hypnotizing in the shower would be much easier. They entered the “locker room”, which was just a small room filled with little cubbies for Mischa and his guests to put stuff in. Both men stripped completely nude, and Mischa got a good look at Calum’s cock. He could tell by the balls that Calum was juiced, but his cock didn’t show it as much. 

On the way to the showers, Mischa brought it up. “Hey, what’s going on with your balls?”

“Oh, that’s just a side effect of my roids. My cock was such a donkey dick, I didn’t fucking care that it was going to get smaller. I get an average sized cock, but an insanely muscular body, which the ladies love even more.” Mischa nodded, and the two set off to shower. About halfway through, Mischa said, “Calum!” He turned his head to his fellow bodybuilder, and saw his eyes glowing orange.

“I want you to lie down and relax. Close your eyes, and listen to my voice. You are getting sleepy. You enjoy the sound of my voice. You want to listen to my voice. You want to obey my voice. Calum, I will now count backwards from 5. When I reach 1, you will be completely under my control, and open your eyes.
“5, you are starting to go under.
"4, you’re getting deeper.
"3, I control you now.
"2, no one else matters but me.
"1, I am your master.”

Even though Calum did comply with the laying down part, his massive bulk didn’t cause an injury. And his eyes were bright orange, as was expected. 

“Calum, you will talk to Tim Gabel once I allow you to do so. He will tell you everything you need to know.”

“Yes, Master. I will talk to Tim Gabel once you are done with me.”

“Good. Now get on your knees and suck me off.”

“Yes, Master.” Calum did that, and Mischa had fun. He played with Calum’s massive pecs, the size of them being almost bigger than his face. His biceps were the same way too, with Mischa telling him to flex them infrequently. He was also a surprisingly good cocksucker for someone who touted he was exclusively with women. It must have been all that pussy-licking, Mischa thought, remembering back to the good old days, of memories that weren’t even his to begin with. He then came not too soon afterwards. 

He forced the bodybuilder to swallow his cum, to get him used to the sensation. He needed to do the same with Tim soon. “Now go talk to Tim while I take care of some business.”

“Yes, Master.” The beefy stud walked away, cum dripping from his lips, to talk to another brain-dead muscle hunk about how his life would irrevocably change, for the better. Meanwhile, Mischa, as well as his host, was learning about banking for the 1%.